Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Poor guy...

he has pink eye....again!! He looks just awful, as you can see,
but he is in good spirits and seems to be himself except for his terrible looking eye.

His two best friends, James and Thomas.
They basically don't leave his side all day long!

As I was looking at him I was thinking about my inner life and the inner life of those around us. So often we look "perfect" on the outside, but inside we feel like Tyler looks. Of course, when someone is obviously hurting it's easy to offer compassion, kindness, understanding and grace, but most often it's needed when everything seems to be going "fine."

"He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds."
Psalm 147:3

It takes time and energy to truly care, but that's what relationship is all about. Asking, "how are you?" and taking the time to listen to the answer. Last evening one of my friends was telling how she received a phone call from someone just wanting to know how she was. She didn't send an email or leave a comment, but took the time to just call and chat. What a kind gesture. I'm sure you, like her, could agree that it doesn't happen very often in these technological days. It's just easier to send a quick email on our own terms, (which I am most guilty of). To actually have a conversation with someone with no agenda or intention....how refreshing. Take the time to call someone today even if it's just to say, "I've been thinking about you."

Oh my word Janelle! That eye looks horrendous but you get a little confused because it doesn't seem to phase him one bit. It's like he doesn't even know it's big and red and poofy and stuff. What a trooper. Bless him!

Our Wedding Day!

Gazebo Nights

Vintage Photoshoot

Crockpot Granola

Daddy and his little girl!

love.

A French Dinner Party

vintage loveliness

safe in Daddy's strong hands

"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are…Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect Tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."